Movies on a Plane

I was in London over spring break and saw three movies on the flight back to DC - romance being a recurring theme. Pride and Prejudice, Walk the Line, Elizabethtown - mostly poppy, easy-on-the-eyes films, quite unlike what we've been watching in this class, which will be an interesting change.
I'd already lost my heart to Pride and Prejudice; how can you not? Aside from some obvious, girly-reaction reasons to why it kicked the BBC version's ass on several levels - Matthew Macfadyen had me going Colin who? the moment he appeared on screen - in terms of mise-en-scenes, I've never seen so many so beautifully melded together, each one like a painting in itself.

One of my favorite examples would be in this shot from the Netherfield ball. Conflict ensues in all directions. Darcy and Elizabeth in the center, exchanging verbal barbs entirely incongruous with their enchantingly harmonious dancing. In the foreground we can see a soldier in uniform, an allusion to Wickham, the figure who serves as the symbol of Elizabeth's prejudice against Darcy whom she already has a poor impression of. In the background, Elizabeth's sister Jane dances too - a symbol of Darcy's unjust pride in his parting her from his friend Bingley for the same reason he fights falling for Elizabeth. The rightness of his reasoning, however, is embodied in their younger sister Lydia, who we can just make out to the left of the shot, flirtatious smirk apparent, the symbol of the Bennetts' embarrassingly clear lack of propriety that turns Darcy against them in the first place.